Flora looked slyly sideways at him.Flora looked slyly sideways at him. "Oh don't be such a prude. I don't know how long you knew Mandy, but she's changed since you guys were kids. She's just not that impressed with most men. She says she wants to keep me for herself, and frankly, I don't mind. Most men are such... well, prudes when it comes to dressing for pleasure. As far as they're concerned, dressing kinky is just dressing sexy, so it's fine for women, but otherwise, it's for `sissies'. And then there's the macho attitude of most males... phooey." Jason noticed her shifting her weight back and forth a bit, her hips swaying in a slightly provacative manner. He tried to concentrate on the topic at hand. "Uh, she doesn't seem to mind me," he said. "You know, we go back a long way, Mandy and I. She's the reason I got into the rubber thing in the first place." "Okay, I have to admit it," Flora said. "Mandy's told me all about you. I got kind of jealous, for a while, because she was tracking you down, planning...well, I'm not sure what she was planning. Anyway, except for a few twinges of jealousy, I've really been looking forward to meeting you. Mandy said that when you guys met, back in high school, wasn't it? that she wasn't really kinky yet- that she just liked dressing sexy. I guess her parents were very kinky though- it's no surprise she is the way she is." Jason smiled. "She is a very pursuasive woman," he observed. Flora seemed to want to talk, so he'd let her. Moreover, she seemed to be going somewhere with the topic, and he was curious where she would end up. "She completely subverted me, that's for sure! When we met, my idea of dressing for pleasure was solely based on looks- what you could buy from Frederick's. |